An Eventful Day

When I checked my email today, I had a post from what appears to be J's new boss.  He had gone on the interview, he had received a phone call telling when training times were, and now he got an email telling him the list of things he needed to bring with him on Saturday in order to be able to fill out employment forms.  Uh huh.  What he never did get was a "you got the job".  Interesting.

One of the things on the list was lifeguard swimwear.  The only lifeguard swimwear he has is the pair of trunks from the YMCA.  So he called his new boss and "Yes you have to get a new pair for this weekend's training."  Right.  Now had I known about this two weeks ago - no problemo - surf over to Keiffer's and order away. No time for that now.

First, J and I realize we will have to take the old Explorer (think 14 yrs old) because Hubby has loaded it with garbage and we need to make a garbage run.  Good thing is the car is big enough to pick up my art work.  I called up the picture framer to see if there was anyway I could get my pics before Friday because I was going out of town and the dog has to be to the gallery this weekend.  No problem - pickup at 2pm.

So J and I go over to Judy's and get her to go to the Georgia Mall with us.  This is when it begins to dawn on my that we are in the old car with NO air and it is going to be in the eighties.  I roll down the windows thinking it can't be that bad.  Of course we all had to go out to breakfast at Cracker Barrel first.  It was a moral imperative.  And it was mighty good too.

We come out to the sun really beginning to do it's thing.  Which is not good for me at all.  The air seems thick for breathing and my body is quickly overheating (I don't sweat like other people to cool myself).  We get to the sports store and do they have lifeguard swimsuits?  Nope.  So we park Judy on a bench and J and I trapse off to see if we can find another store - nothing, nada, zip.  Brilliance descends on my brain and I call the number of the one sports store in our home town and guess what?  Yesssssss.  They have lifequard trunks - but no medium.  By now I've had to use my inhaler, and I am totally miserable.

However, great mother and friend that I am (ha ha ha) I get Judy home, I pick up my pics, (with some nice compliments from the framer's other customers), and drive Jbird over to the one store here in town.  Yup - there they are - S, L no mediums.  And then I look up - and there on a hanging dummy are lifeguard shorts.  I grab the tag.  Righto - medium!  Praise the Lord!  We got J a lifeguard hat and a lifeguard muscle shirt.

Home and exhausted.  Heat so drains me.  Cleaned up the kitchen, put my pictures up on the wall so I can look at them.  The framer really did a nice job.

Waiting for American Idol to begin - and I joined the Summer Sock Along (oh my) more on this later.